Use your life for the black villain [Transmigration Book]

"I'm here to make clay."

A red figure slowly appeared from the depths of the dense forest, with a usual faint smile.

It's just that compared with before, that smile has a bit of a lonely taste.

Qingqiu waved his hand to let Nuba leave, and with her as the center, the cracked land gradually closed, and even the grass grew again.

"Girls are really more suitable for flowers." Qingqiu bounced barefoot among the wild flowers, looking to the side casually, "Go straight to the point when you come up, it's not a good guest, you mortals are not very good at beating around the bush That set?"

He Lanjiu took off a leaf between her hair and dropped it, stepped on it and continued to move forward: "It's a pity, I'm not a person, nor a guest, so I just went straight. Make me clay, and I will be at your disposal in the future. No complaints."

"Isn't it human? This kind of statement is really cruel... Obviously someone has already vacated his place to let you live." Qingqiu stood facing the wind, narrowing his blue eyes and chuckling, "Ah, yes! You I'm no longer a red horse, what can you do for me?"

Before the words were finished, the cloudless sky suddenly became cloudy!

The pulsating spirits of the five elements came from all directions and gathered on top of Qingqiu's head to form a silver lightning, which seemed to strike her at the next moment!

"Is this enough to serve you?" He Lanjiu asked softly, looking down at the word Cangjie floating in the palm of his hand.

Qingqiu raised his head slightly arrogantly, with a flick of his fingertips, the thunder-like punishment above his head was dispelled by spiritual power: "...It's not enough. You live for my use, and after you die, you donate your soul and serve me for life and life. promise you."

He Lanjiu's expression didn't change at all, and he looked at her seriously: "Okay."

Just take a look at Qingqiu's unique eyes, and she will dig out the deepest secrets in her heart.

But that feeling is not annoying, on the contrary, there is a kind of ease of being understood...

Qingqiu who has this ability, of course knows that he is not lying.

The barefoot girl brushed her broken hair behind her ears, leaned over to pick light blue wild flowers in the grass: "Then I don't want it anymore."

"What do you mean!!" He Lanjiu finally got angry, her face darkened, her long black hair moved without wind, and traces of murderous aura smudged into the air.

There seems to be another distorted phenomenon in the sky!

"I never want things that other people take out without thinking." Qingqiu put the wild flower hairpin on his temples, and said it as a matter of course, "Only the things that need to be considered repeatedly, and finally sent to me in pain, are the best. .”

"Then what exactly do you want?" An ominous premonition flashed in He Lanjiu's heart.

His gaze has not moved away from Qingqiu's eyes, so the flashing thoughts are also read.

"Don't worry, I know that you want to mold human clay to reshape someone's body, so the terms of the transaction will not have anything to do with him. Hmm...what do you want?" Full of green grass and wild flowers.

Obviously he can rise against the wind, but he chooses a method that consumes more spiritual energy.

He Lanjiu's patience will only run out: "You'd better think quickly."

The refreshing and not cold wind blows from a distance, carrying waves of bloody smell.

Qingqiu clapped his palms and confirmed what he wanted: "Before I make a request, please show your sincerity first. Although the Hunter League has surrendered to me now, I heard that you and some particularly difficult monks still have Contact, and I rejected Lan Zhong's invitation before... There is a disobedient monk nearby, go kill him as a certificate of honor, okay?"

"Wait for me to have a cup of tea." He Lanjiu immediately turned and left, the breeze fluttered around her robe, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the forest.

He couldn't afford to delay.

Even if Qian Yichen sleeps peacefully in the lotus flower of life-suppressing, every moment when he is not seen, he feels his heart is burning.

That feeling is more painful than when the soul is in the body of the demon, and it is completely irreversible.

...According to the calculations made by the head of Fengshui Baodi, he should have died long ago. Maybe this is an unchangeable fate?

He Lanjiu walked forward following the smell of blood. If he was hesitant when he first came to Qingqiu, he is completely determined now.

There are so many people against the sky, and he doesn't care if he is one more.

As long as Qian Yichen can come back, it will be fine.He only asks for this matter, if God disagrees, then force fate to nod!

There is a small stream at the foot, the water of the stream is red, and the blood stains from the upstream are smudged one by one.

He Lanjiu glanced down at the light red stream, and followed the sound to find it.

A man wrapped in a black robe put his sword beside him, and dug out the inner alchemy from the belly of the spirit beast with his bloody hands.Although he is a monk, his soul shows signs of collapse, and he is obviously possessed by demons.

He Lanjiu stared at him and thought for a moment before realizing that he had seen this person before.

"But what's your name?"

The burly man was cracking open the skull of a young deer, digging out the whole bit of antler.

Wiping off the blood on his chin, he looked up and found someone, and immediately retreated a few steps defensively: "You...you are completely mortal now?! Hahaha, do you remember me? Master Qingqiu immediately drove the Seven Luminaries Sect to extinction, Beg for mercy now, maybe I can not embarrass you."

By the way, the man who appeared in the pawn shop in Qingzhou was a man with a strong physique, and his name was Ding Yu?

He Lanjiu curled his lips mockingly: "It's a pity, your Master Qingqiu asked me to come and deal with you, and go back with a certificate of merit."

"You... What nonsense are you talking about! I have been with Lan Zhong from the very beginning, and I have even handed over the secret letter of the League, she will definitely not..." Ding Yu's eyes were thickly black, and the whites of his eyes became more intense. found out.

Behind him lay the corpses of countless spirit beasts, which seemed to have been fed by Qiyaozong before. Judging from the state of death, it is true that the spirit of the Hunter Union has been brought to the extreme, skinned and bones removed, and all valuables from the corpses were taken away. thing.

"It's probably because your master also turned into a beast, so I can't bear to see you doing this." He Lanjiu suddenly felt that Qingqiu's decision to call him over was correct, and even felt a little happy because of it.

Ding Yu glanced back at the stacked corpses of spirit beasts, stood up and gritted his teeth and said, "Animals are animals, why not kill them?"

"Yes, a beast is a beast."

The next moment, He Lanjiu had already appeared by his side, and the five fingers that had lost their claws were still sharp, piercing through his heart in an instant! "Why not kill?"

……

In the forest where variegated wildflowers were blooming just now, a gazebo appeared, with traces of magic spells, abruptly located on the grass.

But thinking about who is drinking tea in the gazebo, I feel that all this is logical.

"Very good, very good, as expected, it's not enough time for a cup of tea." Qingqiu sat on the large grand teacher's chair, his calf dangling in the air, and the teacup in his hand was still half full.

With a fingertip pointed by He Lanjiu, fine drops of water gushed out from the grass at his feet, cleaning the remaining blood on his right hand.

"Would you like to wash your clothes again?" Qingqiu put the green and thin-bodied teacup on the table, and suggested kindly.

He Lanjiu leaned on the pillar of the gazebo, and squinted at Lan Zhong who was serving behind her: "Do you want your men to wash it for me? Yes, wash it three times and steam it dry with moonlight. The sun will give me a headache."

"This is not acceptable. Lan Zhong just injured the suzerain of Qiyaozong, let him rest. But there is one more thing, I forgot to tell you..." Qingqiu was not at all unhappy, but smiled more and more complacently, " The last plastic human clay in the world is in Fenglinzhou, you asked the wrong person, hahahaha!"

Are you angry for taking a trip in vain?

With light pink lips and an exaggerated smile, now Qingqiu looks like a real monster.

"I am clear."

He Lanjiu was very calm, and interrupted her unrefined laughter: "But I also know that if you want something, no one can keep it. You will get the plastic clay back sooner or later. Instead of going to Fenglinzhou, it is better to go to Fenglinzhou first." Got your guarantee."

Qingqiu's expression immediately subsided, and his laughter stopped abruptly: "...Oh, you are not angry."

Frustration flashed across her face, she put on a girlish and innocent expression again, and nodded appreciatively: "But it's good, besides our Lan Zhong, you are probably the third person who really knows my strength. You know What was the head of the Qiyao Sect talking about before? A lowly monster, overreaching... Hahaha, my lair is almost wiped out by me, and you are still clamoring?"

Nine-tailed fox, Daji, concubine Yao... After being conceived from the world, she has countless names, but few people see her fearfulness from the names.

Qingqiu is the life conceived by the aura of the mortal world, the spirit of heaven and earth itself.The primordial spirit is immortal, as long as there is still a trace of spiritual energy in the world, it will never die.

"Staying in Time Ruins for 1000 years has taught me the ability to 'backtrack'. Just by looking into your eyes, I can see all your memories from birth..."

Qingqiu stood up, turned around dexterously with his hands behind his back, "I was not firm before, so it was difficult for me to read your heart. Now I finally understand what I want most from you."

"Say it quickly." He Lanjiu urged blankly.

The life-suppressing lotus in his arms was burning his skin fiercely.

Qian Yichen knows what happened now, is he dissatisfied?

Qingqiu threw the ground and said loudly: "I want you to attack the Qiyaozong, and at the same time Qian Yichen will reshape his body and appear in front of you."

"—You did all the bad things for him, but he resented you for it. No, with Qian Yichen's character, he would not resent others, but would blame himself. At that time, you would doubt, right? Is it better not to wake him up? Is it better to wash his memory away? Or make him into a puppet? But in that case, is Qian Yichen still Qian Yichen?... Don’t you find it interesting to sink into pain in repeated self-questioning? ? At that time, is your obsessive bond still unchanged?"

He Lanjiu tilted her head, her soft eyes swept over her excited face: "I just think there is something wrong with your mind."

Qingqiu rubbed the back of his head, showing an embarrassed and shy smile: "After you have tasted all the fine wines in the world, you will feel that drinking some poison and medicine is not bad."